Harlem World

Harlem World - Crew Of The Year lyrics

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[Mase]
 Yo  throw the beat on
 Yeah  yeah  yeah
 Trackmaster
 Harlem World  The Movement
 The Commisioner
 Cuda Love up above
 This shit is not a game
 Ya hear me?
 [Meeno]
 Suprise  I'm 'bout to blow right before your eyes
 Recognize the steelo of this nigga Meeno
 First of all  there will be no type of discussion
 For this money  the industry I'm bum rushing
 And trusting who? Never that, only crew
 And who's my crew? A chosen few that's how I do
 So I could walk Harlem days, let it creep Harlem nights
 Bum bitches givin' blows, parties and gunfights
 Only right, I be the spark that will ignite
 Explosions, MIC erosion, niggas is foldin'
 And we are holdin' down the track
 Proceed with caution, stop your flossin' or see a coffin
 Guess what, what? It's really not too often
 That I let loose like this, but fuck it
 Here's a portion with no endorsement
 Doin' what I gotta, to make it hotta
 A nigga frontin' hard, so now I gotta blow his spot up
 Show 'em I'mma be the one that's gonna blow 'em
 Out the box, with the ox, nice to know 'em
 Then screw him, like White Castle I ran right through him
 Right through him, like I never knew him
 [Cardan]
 Harlem World'll be the crew of the year
 Scream it out, we don't give a fuck who isn't here
 Harlem World'll be the crew of the year
 And murder niggas, all we do is a year
 Harlem World'll be the crew of the year
 Scream it out, we don't give a fuck who isn't here
 Harlem World'll be the crew of the year
 And murder niggas, all we do is a year
 Scream it out
 [Loon]
 Yo, I was sworn, never again to sell drugs
 But every now and then, yo, I tend to bust slugs
 It's bug, how niggas get rolled up in rugs
 Fold up, and dumped in a hole of a dug six feet
 You creep, niggas know who the thug
 And that's why Loon never showed you no love
 You feminine, and don't know the shit you swimmin' in
 Fucking with this thing was gentlemen that boost my adrenaline
 Cool the momentum and flow, I'm in it for dough
 And don't need to gimmick to blow
 When I get it you know nigga, cuz I visit yo' hoe
 I hit it befo', I be there hit it some mo'
 Y'all niggas on coke. Me? I think your shit is a joke
 But y'all find out when the heavy hitters awoke
 And opposed to me? Y'all niggas hoes to me
 How the fuck you gettin' money doin' shows for free?
 [Cardan & Mase]
 Harlem World'll be the crew of the year
 Scream it out, we don't give a fuck who isn't here
 (Harlem World)
 Harlem World'll be the crew of the year
 (The Movement)
 And murder niggas, all we do is a year
 (All Out)
 Harlem World'll be the crew of the year
 Scream it out, we don't give a fuck who isn't here
 (Yeah kid, Harlem on the rise)
 Harlem World'll be the crew of the year
 (C'mon, c'mon, c'mon)
 And murder niggas, all we do is a year
 (C'mon, c'mon)
 Scream it out
 [Mase]
 Yo, now why talk Willy livin' in the tenements?
 Why shoot Dominicans then go to the Hill again?
 Then again, why repent when I'mma sin again?
 Why eat at Blimpies if I could eat in the Bennigans?
 Dumb niggas with Timbaland, til they body tremblin'
 Messin' with Mase money and they'll be rememberin'
 I hate the color green 'less it comes in Benjamins
 Is that the same color my brother got sent up in?
 You laugh all day but cry the sinner's sin
 Stranded on the Island, I don't mean the Gilligan
 You thug gentlemen, deep down feminine
 Cuz in the pen, change your name to Cinnamon
 You speakin' on money and you ain't put a penny in
 You gon' float on the same shit they put the penguin in
 And my adrenaline won't let me be no Minute Man
 Cuz I put my dick in any bitch I could fit it in
 C'mon
 Repeat 1 until fade
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Author: ?

Composer: ?

Publisher: So So Def, All Out! Records

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Released in: 1999

Language: English

Appearing on: The Movement (1999)

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